Help! The Villainess Trapped in the Beast World's Drama!

Chapter 752 - 629: Reunion (Part 2)

It’s too terrifying!

This means it has completely lost control and become a frenzied bloodthirsty killing machine. It’s beyond saving!

Seeing pure white spiritual threads emerge around Shen Tang, the system screamed, "Host, you intend to mentally pacify it?!"

But that’s almost impossible! If Shen Tang’s spiritual power was still at the previous S-level, there might be a sliver of hope, but now her spiritual power has not yet recovered, and it’s utterly impossible to pacify this completely deranged mad beast!

"How do you know if you don’t try? Besides, I sensed something very similar to Xiao Jin’s aura from it."

No, it’s not just similar; it’s almost identical.

Based on that alone, even if it’s impossible, Shen Tang must try!

She needs to understand what truly is happening here.

Explosions echoed in the abyss continuously, boulders rolled down from above, and countless fissures opened on the surrounding rock walls. While dodging the frenzied attacks, Shen Tang searched for a chance to get close to the mad beast.

Finally, she seized the moment, leapt up, grabbed onto the back of the gigantic creature, and exerted all her strength to release pure white spiritual threads, cocooning the mad beast like a chrysalis.

At this moment, the Black Panther was enshrouded in thick black mist, its beast form almost indistinguishable, only the burning dark golden beast eyes could be seen in the black fog, exuding a terrifyingly fierce aura.

The mad beast roared angrily, violently throwing the person on its back away.

Boom!

Shen Tang crashed heavily into a pile of rocks, half of her body buried, but she didn’t utter a single groan, almost immediately getting up to charge at the mad beast again, seeking another opportunity to make contact to continue injecting spiritual power.

With her tenacious, nearly invincible persistence, the black aura on the fierce beast was indeed dispelled a bit, gradually revealing its true form, which turned out to be a robust and slender Black Panther.

The moment she vaguely saw the beast shape, Shen Tang’s unrealistic conjecture seemed to become reality.

Her eyes heated up, her heart clenched tightly as if held by an invisible hand, almost shouting out that name, but now was not the time.

She was like a dying traveler in the desert, finally seeing the mirage of an oasis in the distance; even if it might just be an illusion, it gave her strength beyond limits.

Shen Tang bit her lips tightly, disregarding the bloody taste filling her mouth, almost recklessly pouring spiritual power into the mad beast’s body.

The spiritual power in her sea of consciousness was depleted again and again, yet she forced more out each time.

The tender buds of the Spirit Tree were nearly withered, but after the first two leaves fell, more new leaves sprouted, growing taller at a visible speed.

But ultimately, humans are not gods. When her internal superpower was completely exhausted, Shen Tang could no longer support herself, being thrown away again, collapsing amidst the rubble.

Her limbs, organs, every part of her body was in pain, yet she couldn’t even muster a trace of Healing Ability, lying immobilized in the debris.

Heavy footsteps approached again.

Shen Tang looked up, once more meeting those dark, violent golden eyes, still flickering with madness and bloodlust.

Her body went numb, despair rising in her heart.

...Did it fail after all?

However, unexpectedly, the Black Panther did not attack again.

Those fierce beast eyes suppressed the bloodlust, letting out a low, hoarse growl,

"If you don’t want to die, get lost!"

It turned and ran in another direction, as if lingering even a second longer would lead it to kill this weak female.

Shen Tang watched its departing figure, unable to hold back her shout, "Ah Jin!"

Ignoring her injuries, she hurriedly took out a Recovery Potion from her Space and drank it, struggling to get up and stagger after it.

The breath of that Black Panther, its energy fluctuations, even the voice as if ground by sand and stone... all carried a trace of familiar scent.

It was clearly Xiao Jin!

Shen Tang wanted to pursue, but it was too dark around; she almost stumbled over the rugged debris.

Hurriedly, Shen Tang took out a specially made torch from her Space, given to her by Shen Li earlier, containing a wisp of Fox Fire, usable in emergencies and serving as an eternal flame source.

A wisp of Fox Fire flickered to life, illuminating the pitch-black abyss. Following the residual footprints and the aura in the air, Shen Tang continued her pursuit.

The Black Panther arrived at a place layered with animal skins and dry grass.

Those animal skins were obviously peeled off forcibly from prey, left untreated, still stained with decaying flesh and blood, emitting a foul stench.

The Black Panther curled up there, emitting restrained, pained whimpers.

Around it lay scattered broken chains, seemingly once used to lock it, but now it had broken free.